“There is Aloo paratha in the donga,” she said, bending over and opening it. For the first time, I noticed her tight figure in a t-shirt and track...pants.“Do you go to the gym?” I asked.“Not regularly, normally I go for a walk around the park, about 4kilometers daily,” she said, putting some yogurt on my plate.Her dark hair was in a big tight bun. So I could only guess how long it should be based on the size of the bun. I guessed it must be at least till her waist. Slowly I was getting a hard-on. Bitch knew I was married but didn't care.When I shouted at her to stop she slapped my face hard.She put a gag on my mouth and pulled the back of the chair forwards making it topple over. I had noticed the hole in the seat of the chair before I sat down, and I had wondered what it was for. She called out for her minder,Charles. She never met without him,but he always stayed outside the room where she had her play area.Charles was a big African guy.Thick accent, big muscular arms. Quiet type.She. “Pay for the drinks” he said and walked off.I did and walked outside. It had gone dark. I’d gone in around lunch time and now the bar opposite was full of office workers grabbing a drink to let the rush die down.”Follow me” a voice barked. I turned to see Jeff waiting for me. “” I need to get home Sir” I said pleadinglySir, why had I called him Sir? “I’m not asking you bitch” he saidI followed him to the car park at the side of the sauna. We got into his car and I sat nervously wondering what I. Mu godo ku khatare rakhilaru Raju tale basiki mo bia ku khaila. Aaahhaa Raju mo bia aau senti ku padhi ki khailu.Hau momi. Senti taa masta heichi.aau taste kemiti laguchi.Unnnn unnn momi bia . Aaahhaa hei Raju mo bia aau senti ku khauthila.taa pare Raju khatare basilaru mo taa banda mu chusi chusi khaili. Raju hata badhei mo gandi ku daluthila.Unnn mo momi gandi. Momi gandi. Aaahhhaa mo banda. Semiti garam hei mu khatare godo rakhi thia helaru Raju thia hei mo bia bhitare banda ku purei.